Madison Riley

Insomnia (Or Why I Should Not Write At 4 Am :)) - Poem by Madison Riley

Quiet house.
Overactive Mind.
Devouring the pit of my stomach.
Slowly chewing its way through.

Sleep eludes me once again.
Toying with my mind.
Daring me to chase after it.
Giggling with evil orgasmic pleasure at my futile efforts.

Cold Sweats.
Inspired by the color blue, no doubt.
Chased with bad coffee and lyrics
Which should, in reality, both be a bit more dark,
But you gotta take what you can get sometimes.

Marching with Spiked Heels.
Through the murky waters more commonly referred to
as One's Mind.
Destroy .

Have you ever had a dream so real
You're not sure if you were really asleep or awake?
Or...another personal favorite...
With Insomnia, you're never really awake, & you're never really asleep.'re my only friend

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Poem Submitted: Friday, December 14, 2007

Poem Edited: Saturday, April 30, 2011

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